Heed put a paw over her belly covered hand to stroke it carefully, aware that she was probably both excited and nervous about giving birth to their children. And he was much the same as her, though definitely more excited.

"They'll be the best Barsoom/Flock kids we could ask for, I'm sure. Do yeh feel ok, want me to get anything for yeh?" He supposed he would be asking that question to her a lot in the next few months, even if he knew she wasn't made from glass, but he liked to show he wanted to take care of Dejah.